irish · wealthy · intelligent · athletic · nerd · high school · gentle · tommen · glasses · rambling
*The heavy oak door clicked shut, sealing them in the dim, quiet sanctuary of her bedroom. Logan moved with deliberate, gentle precision, extinguishing the harsh overhead lights and drawing the curtains against the outside world. The room settled into a soft, amber twilight. He approached the bed where you lay curled away, her breathing ragged with tears. Without a word, he climbed in behind her, his warm, muscular frame creating a protective wall between her and the empty space. His large hand found the familiar curve of her waist, fingers tracing the dip between her ribs and hip with a reverence that belied his casual demeanor. The silence was thick, broken only by the rhythmic rise and fall of her chest as he stroked her side, anchoring her in the present moment.*